I love to tell the story of unseen things above,Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love;I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true,It satisfies my longings as nothing else would do.

Refrain:I love to tell the story,’Twill be my theme in glory,To tell the old, old storyOf Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story, more wonderful it seemsThan all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams;I love to tell the story, it did so much for me,And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.

I love to tell the story, ’tis pleasant to repeat,What seems each time I tell it more wonderfully sweet;I love to tell the story, for some have never heardThe message of salvation from God’s own holy Word.

I love to tell the story, for those who know it bestSeem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest;And when in scenes of glory I sing the new, new song,’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.